The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Latest website: The prince has the eldest son, Shang Zaochao is more energetic, and the emperor is smiling every day. The royal family and the Shangguan family are happy.

Can't show it yet, congratulate the prince with a fake smile.

Zhou Shuren watched the fake smile for several days in a row, and he saw a cold sweat on his back, and Mr. Shangguan couldn't bear to ask for leave.

Of course, everyone still guessed the riddle of Shi San, but unfortunately they couldn't find out. Zhou Hou did not get closer to the prince.

Zhou Shuren walked away from the tempter and said to Master Wei: "Isn't this looking for abuse?"

Master Wei's heart trembled. He listened to Zhou Hou for two consecutive days, opened his eyes, and laughed dryly, "I won't give up if I can't find out."

Zhou Shuren moved his gloved hands, "Do you want to know?"

Lord Wei shook his head, "No, I don't want to."

Zhou Shuren laughed out loud, his younger son's father-in-law was a little timid, "It's the end of the year again, and this year's salary will be distributed for the last time."

Mr. Wei exhaled slightly, and when he talked about the salary, his tone was cheerful, "I don't know if there will be any rewards at the end of this year."

After copying the homes of so many officials, we should have a good year this year!

Zhou Shuren felt, "There should be."

Lord Wei laughed, regardless of his family background, more rewards are also good, "Master Wang has not come to court for two days."

Zhou Shuren snorted, the old man couldn't hold it anymore, and he still wanted to survive the New Year.

In the afternoon, at Zhouhou Mansion, Minghui came back from outside the city, his cloak was covered in snow, Zhulan frowned, "Don't shake the snow before you come in."

Minghui gave the cape to the servant, "Grandson has good news, I forgot to shake the snow for a while."

Zhulan snorted, Minghui will not go to the academy soon, this winter is only three times this year, but she heard that Shao Ting has returned to normal with Minghui, "What happy event?"

Minghui rubbed his hands together to bake the fire, "Miss Jiang is getting engaged."

Zhulan, "Oh."

Minghui was not surprised to see his grandmother, "You know?"

Zhulan put down the book in her hand, "There is nothing in the whole academy that I don't know about. Miss Jiang and Shao Ting are getting close, so Shao Xun and Miss Jiang are not surprised."

Minghui, "My grandson is so excited to tell you!"

Zhulan also knew about Shao Ting's lead. The two girls brainwashed their golden partners and persuaded many people to send girls to academy. Shao Ting admired Miss Jiang for the follow-up, while Shao Xun did not dislike Jiang's appearance, but respected Jiang. Girl, she thinks Minghui has a good eye for people.

Minghui said, "Grandson thinks that in a few days, Miss Jiang will come back and tell you."

Zhulan thought so too. In the end, it was the Hou Mansion who took care of her, and she also helped to be a matchmaker on a regular basis.

Minghui didn't know Jiang's family background, "It is estimated that we will get married first, and we will talk about marriage after the candidates pass the exam next year."

"It's not enough for you to worry about."

Minghui asked, "Grandma, will you add makeup to Miss Jiang?"

"The emperor handed her over to our Hou Mansion to get married, and I will prepare to add makeup."

Minghui peeled the oranges, "The Shao family has no wealth."

Zhulan waved her hand, "Okay, don't disturb me, you can also go back to rest."

Minghui swallowed the orange, "Grandma, then I'm leaving."

Zhulan had just left and came here from the Li family, holding the gift list for the past years, "Mother, this year there is a younger brother's family, I don't know how to prepare the New Year's gift list."

Her parents-in-law's youngest son had the same fate. She looked through a lot of gift lists, scratched her hair several times, but still couldn't write, and finally had to ask her mother-in-law.

Zhulan pondered for a while, "Compared to the Ran family and other in-laws, there are 20% more."

Chang Zhong is Ming Yun's younger uncle, and 20% more is enough.

Li's bottom line: "My son will go back and draw up a list."

Zhulan looked at the thick New Year's gift list, which was just an important gift list, "It's been hard work recently."

Li smiled, "Liu Jia helps her daughter-in-law."

She would also give pointers to her daughter-in-law, and the Marquis of Rongan received a lot of New Year's gifts, and her daughter-in-law was in a hurry.

Zhulan said: "You take Liu Jia with you when you are free, and talk about the taboos of female relatives when you are free."

A woman's vengeance is a real vengeance. If she accidentally offends you, she will stumble you next time. It is better to avoid it.

Especially the women in the back house in ancient times, many of them have mental illnesses as a result of the house fight, either because they have a strong desire to control, or they say they are one-of-a-kind and so on!

Mrs. Li, "There have been a lot of banquets recently."

"The prince gave birth to the eldest son, and he relaxes while the royal family is in a good mood."

Since the death of the Emperor Taishang, the court has been sorted out by the emperor again, and the banquets have been reduced a lot, and there are no banquets.

Li thought of what he had heard, "I heard that the prince wants to accept the concubine."

Zhulan, "I can't believe it."

Li smiled, "So my daughter-in-law just listened and didn't mind."

The princess has the eldest son, and the prince is not crazy. These rumors can only mean that some people are too eager.

In the blink of an eye, the Wei family returned the New Year's gift, and the Zhouhou Mansion's New Year's gift was delivered early, and there was no way to go back and forth too much.

Zhulan took the return gift from the Wei family, um, according to the return gift from the Zhou family, but with a different emphasis.

Zhulan asked, "Can Chang Zhong be at home?"

Qingxue replied, "Young master went out early in the morning."

Zhulan put down the gift list and said, "Changzhong will be selected and sent to his yard."

Qingxue, "Yes."

Mrs. Li asked, "Mother, isn't the younger brother making an appointment with Miss Wei?"

Zhulan, "It should be."

Next year, Changzhong is going to leave Beijing and return to his hometown to take an exam for talents.

In the foreign shop, Chang Zhong accompanied his fiancee to choose things, and stood and looked at it for a while, "Why do you choose only for men?"

Wei Xinyi asked, "Do you like it?"

Chang Zhong really does not lack these things. He has received many things from foreigners, which are more delicate than those in the shop, but, "I like all the ones you choose."

Wei Xinyi sweetly said, "Take it with you when you go."

Chang Zhong silently calculated the price, guessing that his fiancee's purse was going to be deflated, "Okay."

Wei Xinyi's sweetness was distressed when she paid the bill. She paid the money with such a face that she managed to save.

Changzhong already knew his fiancée very well. Look at the hand holding the purse, it hurts!

Wei Xinyi took a deep breath, she could continue saving, "Move it all to your car."

"Enough atmosphere."

Wei Xinyi laughed, "Let's go, let's go pick a pen."

Changzhong looked sideways~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Still buying? "

"Ok."

Changzhong wanted to say that he had too many famous pens, and that his father had more warehouses, so he never bought a pen himself. Looking at his fiancée's bright eyes, he smiled, "Listen to you."

After the two went to buy a pen, they went to the bookstore. This time, Changzhong paid Wei Xinyi to buy travel notes.

Zhou Shuren invited to see Mr. Wang for two hours. He was in a bad mood when he came out of Wang’s house. He wanted to stroll around the street to see the fireworks, but he saw his youngest son and future daughter-in-law, and the two of them stopped riding in the carriage. , all the way to talk and laugh to spread dog food.

Zhou Shuren was patted on the shoulder. Not many people can pat him on the shoulder in the capital. He turned his head and looked at Li Zhao, "You."

Li Zhao was wearing casual clothes, "Why are you covering your stomach, why are you uncomfortable?"

Zhou Shuren, "I'm panicking."

Li Zhao, "Huh?"